Tessa Foley

If you say a Starry Night

If each one of the stars is red,
how can I tell which one is Mars?
when all the nearest to me have been lit,
It doesn’t screen the glassest night,
the lights are all a russet dust, all
for us to swear by love - it’s always
right to see them red.

If each one of the stars is me,
which one is it that you see,
are you passing by the me retired,
or the lightened brassy spot that’s spire
high, your eyes I trust to gander
all wrong bits of love - I read that you
will see me right.

Tessa Foley is a poet whose work explores feminism, sexuality and the rejection of normalcy. Her debut poetry collection ‘Chalet Between Thick Ears’ was published by Live Canon in 2018. She has recently been recognised in Ware Poets Competition, Charroux Prize and Canterbury Festival Poet of the Year.
Twitter: @unhelpable
www.TessaFoley.com